#(maybe…)

[beepshroom]

[ryann-44]

I am no longer a Dazai hater

[invisiblehoodie]

WIN OR LOSEEEEEE!!!!! <33 (redraw)

This series is so cute AH I love Kai sm <3333

[sunrisemill]

I can just imagine consoling bf!matt at a wedding as he’s hiding his face against your shoulder, muttering on abt how badly he wants to marry you

[anaburbononburbon]

Nobody’s perfect…

Part 1, Part 2

Trigger warnings: infidelity, suicidal ideation/thoughts, cursing, very angst. This is a dead dove, so please do not eat. 18+. MDNI.

Johnny was perfect…and with your hindsight now, you should have realized that it was an issue.

Nobody is perfect.

But your last relationship was filled with fighting, with fists, with cheating and a one way ticket to the clinic to clear up chlamydia. It was terrible, awful, no good and you swore off love for good.

Except for Johnny. The bastard snuck in to your heart and gladly made a home in you. And you allowed it. Flourished under it. He was thoughtful, would remember your favorite movies, your most played songs, the authors you gushed about once and suddenly, books would pile up in your home from his generosity. Flowers would be delivered when he was deployed and he would always try to call you when he could.

Even his team was wonderful. The captain who would invite you to drinks and encourage you to play darts with them all. The too-good-looking sergeant with his sharp smile, deep laugh and eyes that gleamed a little too much. But he was thoughtful. Would pull out your chair. Would laugh at Johnny with you as he tried, and failed, to beat his CO’s in an arm wrestling match. Hell, you even got along with his scary Lieutenant. There was a mutual understanding, a connection between you both that remained unspoken. He didn’t talk. You didn’t push. And slowly, he would get you your favorite drink or help you bring home a too drunk Johnny. He’d gently ask you if there was anything you needed from the store, from him. He was there in his own way, and it was perfect for you.

But things aren’t perfect. Not in real life.

You wish you could say that this was a shock. That it was surprising. You never saw this coming.

You weren’t going to lie to yourself. Not anymore.

You knew Johnny was a man whore before you got together. He was very clear about his previous escapades, without rubbing it in. He enjoyed sex, touch, intimacy. You did too, but maybe not quite like Johnny. But he never acted like it mattered. You still had sex together, and as often as you could. You were very upfront about your past and how certain things were a ‘no’ from you, and he said he understood.

Johnny was a fucking liar.

Johnny was a goddamn, no good, piece of shit liar.

You could hear it all from the living room. Your living room. The house you paid for, the house he moved into a few months back. His grunts. Her moans. A low chuckle that, of course, belonged to Ghost.

They had always been close, but you didn’t think that this was the case. You didn’t think…

Johnny brought up a threesome a few times, but you’d remained nervous. You thought he understood. You thought he’d be okay with not…

You were never good enough.

The voice from your ex made its debut back into your head, now followed by Johnny claiming loudly he was going to cum, and the unknown woman begging for him to cum inside her. Ghosts grunts.

God, you were going to be sick.

All in your bed.

Because who would respect you? You were nothing. You were less than nothing. You were pathetic.

Just something to be played with while everyone laughs at you.

You sat on the couch as the voices quieted down.

You were suppose to be at a book signing convention but you forgot your book, silly you.

And it’s in your room. The room you shared with Johnny. The book he got you because “he saw it and thought about you”.

Lies.

You knew it.

Just a reason to get you out of the house.

You wanted to cry.

You didn’t want to think about how many times this had happened.

You knew he was too good for you, too pretty, too outgoing. You weren’t a right fit and now it’s rubbed in.

You were going to cry.

Shuffles from the room, laughs and a slap echoed.

“I had a really, really good time.” She giggles. Bile raises up in your throat. You hate Johnny so fucking much. You hate him. How could he do this to you?

You just wanted Johnny to come home, tell you it was a dream and he would never do that to you.

“Me too, lass. Now, get ye goin’ and we’ll see ye back on base.” You wanted to get sick, you wanted to scream. You wanted to murder her and kill Johnny and blame Ghost for it all.

But you wouldn’t. You were pathetic.

You were nothing.

Minutes later, an unknown soldier stumbles in your living room and gasps at you.

“Oh, hey.” She had the decency to look guilty but it didn’t matter.

She looked nothing like you. She was taller, prettier, perkier, and she knew Johnny like you could never.

“I’m going to go.” You refused to say anything. You stared at her as she sheepishly walked out of your house. With your Johnnys cum dripping out of her.

Not yours, anymore.

God, you wanted to die.

The humiliation. The betrayal. Her moaning wouldn’t stop playing in your head over and over and over and over-

The next person who left the room was Ghost, and he of course, silently stared at you. Locked into place, taken off guard. You would be proud of yourself if it wasn’t because he was fucking another person with your boyfriend-

Ex boyfriend.

You were done with Johnny. You couldn’t allow him back.

And maybe Johnny had been done with you and never told you.

It all made your heart hurt and head pound.

“Johnny, get out here now.” Ghost called out sharply, refusing to drop your gaze. You didn’t cry. You didn’t move. You didn’t say a word. You just silently stared at him and took him for what he was: a liar. A theft. A murderer to your heart, your mind, your very soul.

How many times did they do this to you? How many times were you laughed at by his LT? By the entire team?

Fuck. You knew this wasn’t a one time deal and god, it ate you up inside.

“Aye know, aye know. Running late, Cap will have our-” Johnny came out, hair messy and skin glossy with sweat and whatever else fluids there may be. His eyes found yours and he immediately shut his mouth.

A first.

A beat of silence filled the air before a loud gulp came from the deceiver, the betrayer. The person who held you and told you over and over again that he would never hurt you like you’d be hurt, that he cared for you, that he loved-

“You need to get your things and move out.”

You thought maybe you would start screaming, start crying, start throwing things, but you couldn’t. Your arms were too heavy. Stomach too queasy, and you didn’t have to strength.

You didn’t want to fight.

You just wanted to die.

You thought he cared about you but he lied. He lied. He lied-

“Bonnie, aye-”

You quickly interrupted.

“I don’t care Johnny. I don’t care about anything you have to say. I don’t care about you. I want you, I want your shit and I want it out of my house. I want it out of my life. You’re going to delete my number. You’re going to act like we were never together, because that would be the most nice thing you could do to me.” Anger finally filled the empty void inside of you. Anger at his betrayal. At his disloyalty. At yourself for believing him in the first place.

“Listen-” This time Ghost tried to butt in, but you refused.

“Help him or don’t. I don’t give a fuck. You have an hour or else you’re trespassing.”

“No no no no no, bonnie, love, please no.” Johnny cried, stumbling and trying to move closer to you but Ghosts hand found his chest and kept him there. He hit his knees, actual tears falling from his beautiful eyes.

Your lip curled up as you stared at him. More anger, more disgust rolled through you.

“Someone’s cum is dripping down your chin, Johnny.” You sneered, and a sharp laugh at his expense when he quickly wiped his chin and found there to be nothing.

His face turned red and you found yourself shaking your head. You dropped his gaze and stared at the black screen of your tv. Grief warped through you. Your life with him was over. It was done. It was severed, and he didn’t want you anymore.

He just didn’t want to admit it.

“Please, let me explain.” Again, you laughed.

“Explain how good it felt coming inside of her? In my bed? In my house? Or having your Lieutenant goad you both? I hope it was all worth it, Johnny. I hope…I just cant believe you. I cant, I cant. I cant.” And suddenly, in an instance, you broke. You sobbed. Fat tears rolled down your face and snot clogged up your nose. Your heart stuffed itself in your throat and you knew your life was over.

You were ugly.

You were pathetic.

You were nothing.

You found yourself curled up, sitting on the floor, your chest breaking down in itself and you couldn’t breath.

“Please-” Johnny tried. Johnny reached for you and you screamed.

“Don’t touch me! Don’t ever touch me! I hate you, Johnny! I hate you, I hate you ihateyouihateyouifuckinghateyou!” You could hear Johnny crying with you, but it meant nothing.

Your entire time together meant nothing.

He lied to you.

He cheated on you.

He broke you.

He was the love of your life, and he hated you.

He hated you.

“Johnny, come on.” Ghost got him up, and moved him back in the bedroom. You didn’t care why or what for. You hoped it was to start getting his stuff and start moving out.

You needed him gone. You needed him away. You needed him-

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You barely had yourself under control when they got out of your bedroom. Suitcases were full and laundry was going.

Considerate. Considering…

Ghost moved everything. And quickly. Bags and bags he had in his hands as he trucked them outside. He moved Johnny out and you refused to look at them. You only stared at their feet as they walked, without a word, out of your life.

You sat there as the door closed and the vehicle pulled away from your place.

You were alone, finally.

And you just wanted to die.

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Part 1, Part 2

I have no idea where this came from. I’m suppose to be working. I must be in the fun place in my cycle 🙃 angst all around! Take care of yourselves and don’t let anyone make you feel this way!!! You are beautiful and worth it.

[kollvox]

And for my first post, BlueBeetle🪄 abracadabra

[catliker49]

Fancy tie! Hoho!

I did this doodle a week or so Ago I had just forgotten to post it, haha :O) Procreate is such a pain to use!! AH!!

[macabrebatz]

HANK MCCOY (played by Kelsey Grammar) from X-MEN: THE LAST STAND (2006)

[secret-history-hyperfixation]

which ship in tsh is this?

[bubbles-and-things]

I think that their both kinda silly, your honor

Synth is probably one of my favs tbh👌

update: I CAN FINALLY WATCH THE SHOW XD OH YEAHHH RHEHEHEHEH

[sodatelle]

i Hope when rogue Rejoins the ninja He does so After making 300 Enemies during his time as a Bounty hunter so The ninja just take on all his Opps without knowing it

[jarofstyles]

One where she’s a ballerina and he’s a boxer and he’s never had to be gentle before but all he wants to do is be delicate and soft when he touches her :( and his hands are so rough compared to hers but she loves they way they feel in hers and eventually, on her body. And he’s been rough and tumble and hasn’t cared about the little things for most of his life but he needs her and suddenly starts noticing the stars because she points them out on clear nights and how her eyelashes lay on her cheeks while she sleeping and the little inflections in her voice when she’s trying not to show she’s hurt and how she puts a tiny bit extra sugar in her tea(not a whole spoon but a couple granules more). And he’s never had to worry about someone else’s feelings but suddenly his heart drops when he sees the corners of her lips fall and her brows start to draw together and he wants to do everything he can to fix it :( and he’s used to his own pain but when she complains about her feet hurting he realizes why she gets so worried about him taking care of himself :( and he never saw the appeal of dance and wanted to fall asleep to classical music but the moment he sees her dancing and spinning like she doesn’t weigh a thing he starts to see the appeal :(

Or something like that…

[floralcavern]

Ok, but here me out on this ship (the kid on the left is named Noah who Barron also bullies)

[kaboomi]

thinking about the amazing bait and switch dynamic with Toby and Sam. like, you see Sam as the ultimate golden retriever friend; the sweet, innocent puppy that’s soooo idealistic and can do no wrong. and of course Toby, the classic black cat cynic who hates everyone and himself.

but then you realize that Toby is really the bleeding heart with the unflinching moral principles, who will stand up to the president of the United States if it means standing up for what he believes in. who cares so much it hurts and is willing to break apart the government if he thinks it will be better. and then Sam, who trusts the political process so much he’d defend a position he doesn’t really agree with. it’s just so perfect.

[yourloveaton]

Guys what do you think of a potential valentines event… it’s not going to be like Xmas event I hosted before, it’s going to be different ofc !!! But if ppl are still interested in more trickster events… or events in general… I could start preparing another silly small event…..